Part 8
Chakotay awoke early the next morning, feeling better than he
had the previous day. He sighed quietly and thought about Harry
and B'Elanna's visit the night before. {So, B'Elanna's pregnant,}
Chakotay thought. {That ought to be interesting.} He smiled in
amusement, figuring that Harry might need to borrow his and
Tom's couch once B'Elanna started having mood swings.
Chakotay remembered what Tom had said after Harry and
B'Elanna had left. He wanted them to have a child. Chakotay
smiled softly and tightened his grip on Tom, who was sprawled
across him like a blanket. If Tom wanted a child, they'd have a
child. Chakotay could never deny his husband anything.
Imagining what their child would be like, Chakotay absently
caressed Tom's back, his hands slowly gliding down to cup
Tom's ass.
When Chakotay's hands settled on his ass, Tom sighed and
shifted slightly. "Mm. Nice," he mumbled.
Chakotay chuckled quietly. "Yes, it is," he agreed and stroked
the soft skin under his hands.
Tom wiggled, then lifted his head to kiss his husband. "Good
morning, Love," he said when they broke the kiss.
"Good morning, Baby," Chakotay said softly. "Did you sleep
well?"
"Mmm-hmm," Tom hummed. "What time is it?"
"The time is 0530 hours," the computer replied blandly.
Tom groaned. "Big Man, what are we doing up at this hour?"
Chakotay laughed. "I was thinking about Harry and B'Ela's visit
last night. Then I got to think about what our child would be
like."
"Oh, is that why you woke me?" Tom asked.
Chakotay lifted an eyebrow questioningly. "I didn't wake you.
Did I?" he asked.
"You woke me when you put your hands on my ass. That
usually wakes me. You should know that by now," Tom
answered.
"Oh yeah, I forgot," Chakotay said sheepishly. Then he smiled
seductively. "But, since you're awake." He caressed Tom's ass
suggestively.
Tom smiled and shifted again, bringing their erections into
contact. "Oh, so *that's* the reason you woke me up. You
wanted to get your hands on my ass."
Chakotay laughed. "I don't have to wake you to get my hands on
your ass. They're already there." He squeezed Tom's butt gently.
Then he moved his hands up around Tom's waist. Holding him
tightly, Chakotay rolled over. Once Tom was pinned beneath
him, Chakotay bent his head and proceeded to kiss his love
senseless.
When Chakotay finally broke the kiss, they were both rock-hard
and panting for breath. The Commander looked down into
Tom's dilated eyes and smiled lovingly. Tom smiled back, just
as lovingly, then gasped as Chakotay lowered his head and
kissed the base of his throat.
Chakotay smiled against Tom's throat when he heard the quiet
gasp. Then he moved further down to kiss, nip and lick the
young man's sensitive nipples until they were hard points. That
accomplished, he lifted his mouth from Tom's chest, delving his
tongue into the young man's navel, while his hands continued to
tease his nipples.
Tom was moaning almost constantly now. When Chakotay took
his husbands erection into his mouth, Tom cried out sharply and
immediately started thrusting into the older man's mouth.
Removing his hands from Tom's chest, Chakotay placed them
on his lover's hips, holding him still. Then the Commander
relaxed his throat, swallowed Tom's cock, and sucked hard.
At that first hard suction, Tom moved his hands to Chakotay's
head. His moaning now constant, Tom tangled his fingers in the
soft black hair of his spouse. His climaxes were always much
more intense when he was held still and couldn't dispel some of
the building energy. Chakotay knew this, and frequently took
advantage of his knowledge to drive Tom crazy.
However, when Chakotay eased the suction Tom realized that,
today, the older man wasn't planning to drive him crazy.
Chakotay was going to drive him insane, Tom decided. Then his
lover let Tom's cock slip out of his mouth and the young man
stopped thinking again. The Commander moved his head to
gently nip Tom's inner thighs. After awhile, Chakotay moved
again, this time to nuzzle the younger man's balls.
#Chakotay. Please. I need you inside me. *Please*.# Tom
was so aroused by now that his begging was mental rather than
vocal.
Chakotay stopped his teasing with a satisfied smile. He rarely
had the opportunity to reduce Tom to mental begging. Making
his husband beg vocally was easy enough. Getting him to beg
mentally, though, took a lot of time and effort, so Chakotay was
always very pleased when he succeeded.
Chakotay moved up to kiss his lover thoroughly. After he broke
the kiss, the Commander reached under Tom's pillow to retrieve
the lubricant. Then he moved down to kneel between his
husband's legs. Opening the tube, Chakotay squeezed a generous
amount onto his hand. He coated his erection thoroughly, before
moving his hand to the opening of Tom's body and sliding a
finger inside. Moving the finger in and out, Chakotay stretched
the tight muscle until he could add a second finger, and then a
third.
The pilot writhed on the bed, and when Chakotay stroked his
prostate, Tom's hips bucked violently. #Pleasepleaseplease,#
Tom pleaded mentally, half-crazy with desire.
Chakotay removed his fingers, eliciting a whimper of protest
from his spouse. #Shh Baby,# the Big Man's 'voice' was
soothing. #I'm going to fuck you now,# he promised. Then he
placed his erection at the relaxed opening to Tom's body, and
pushed.
When he was fully embedded inside Tom, Chakotay paused and
looked down at his husband. #Open your eyes, Baby,# he 'said'
gently. #Look at me.#
Tom opened his eyes, looking up into the loving ones of his
husband. He saw immediately what Chakotay wanted, and
moaned quietly. "Yessss," he sighed. He opened his mind
completely to his husband. #Oh yes. Come inside me. All of
you.#
Chakotay smiled, and as he began to move in Tom's body, the
Commander gently touched the pilot's mind with his own.
Both men gasped softly as their minds connected. It had been a
long time since they'd made love this way, body *and* mind.
The pleasure of it was nearly overwhelming.
Their minds began to melt together, blurring the boundaries
between them until they coalesced into one being. Their
physical climax was almost an afterthought.
Tom and Chakotay lay quietly for a while, their thoughts
intertwined. When the alarm sounded they sighed in unison and
separated their minds. "Alarm off," Tom said softly. He sighed
again and gazed at his spouse. "Time to get up, Cha. I have to go
on duty in an hour, and you have an appointment with the doctor
in 30 minutes."
Chakotay smiled and withdrew from Tom's body. "I know,
Baby," he said quietly. He moved to lie next to his husband
before continuing, "I hope the doctor clears me for duty."
"So do I," Tom said. "I hate being on the bridge, when you're
not there. It makes me jumpy."
Chakotay leaned over and kissed Tom gently. "Poor Baby," he
said softly as he rose from the bed. "I'm going to take a shower
before I go to sickbay."
When the door to the bathroom closed behind the Commander,
Tom got out of bed and put on a robe, then went into the living
room. He walked over to the replicator and ordered breakfast.